How To Live as a Civil Servant in Murim

“… oops. Is it secret magic?”

Yeon Woo-hyuk was taken aback by the unexpected martial arts.

Come to think of it, there was no law that the opponent’s electronics martial arts were not necessarily blacksmithing or self-propelled.

“you’re right. hahahaha. Do you know anything about cancer technology?”

“I don’t know.”

The memorization Yeon Woo-hyuk used was, at most, throwing the memorization he picked up the other day when he went to subdue the living.

In the first place, good memorization in Moorim was so expensive that Podu like Yeon Woo-hyeok was not a weapon worth using. The fact that the Safa master could use strange memorization was only possible because he had collected so many hermits.

‘The cancer technique isn’t bad.’

Yeon Woo-hyuk, who was flustered, quickly regained his composure.

If you think of Dangryeong’s fights, memory techniques were never a bad martial art. In particular, it showed considerable power when dealing with warriors one level lower than itself.

It felt like adding a more unusual martial art in a situation where I had learned martial arts in an unbalanced form, but it would definitely be helpful if there was one.

“From Geogwol to Jeonjung, from Jeonjung to Knight, from Knight to Hyeopbaek…”

Old Man Kang slowly began to explain the rules of martial arts.

Simple martial arts were explained with only the movements, but complex martial arts were not properly transmitted until they explained not only the flow of internal power contained in them, but also the metaphors and realizations of the learners, and the philosophy and reason felt while writing them.

This escape from marriage is a martial art that combines old man Kang’s electronic martial arts with the realization of memorization gained while working for half a lifetime at the Tang Gate.

It took about half a year to a year to properly understand and enter martial arts. Old Man Kang had the intention of teaching him Podu with constant patience.

“How is it?”

“Please wait a moment.”

‘It’s a difficult martial art.’

Yeon Woo-hyuk, who felt that it was a difficult martial art, opened his spiritual eyes. And after skimming through the martial arts book, I fully understood it.

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In fact, understanding martial arts with only one level was, in a way, a story close to nonsense.

How can the detailed movements of the internal and external forces for thousands of situations that a Moorim person can experience be captured in one class? It was not for nothing that metaphors, philosophies, or reasoning were involved in martial arts.

That is why the role of the master who teaches martial arts was important.

First of all, you have to lead them to the enlightenment gained while learning the martial arts so that the disciples can quickly achieve achievement without wandering.

From that point of view, Yeon Woo-hyeok’s Spiritual Eye was truly an amazing ability.

It was because he was able to fully understand the deep reason behind martial arts without any special process just by absorbing secret information.

Of course, Yeon Woo-hyuk himself did not feel thrilled about it.

You can steal some of it just by looking at the herbivores of other warriors, but what can you say about a well-organized secret weapon?

‘This martial arts…really…’

Yeon Woo-hyuk was deep in thought as if digesting the information he had just obtained. So much information came in at once that it took a while to digest.

As old man Kang said, this martial art was a difficult martial art, a great martial art, and…

‘…I think it’s too extreme???’

Even in the eyes of Yeon Woo-hyuk, it was an overly extreme martial art.

All the luck and fortune written in martial arts were concentrated for one purpose.

To throw Bido fast and hard!

…Gather all internal energy from the top of the head to the tips of the toes as if squeezing it out to feel the heavenly spirit, bring all the muscles used in the external energy into one to bring in the spirit of the earth, and finally gather one’s own will into one point. Let the human spirit dwell…

It was a cool and pedantic analogy, but from Yeon Woo-hyuk’s point of view, who fully understood this martial art, it was ‘Pour all your inner and outer work to the limit and throw a secret sword without thinking about the future’.

Of course, pouring in and out to the limit like this is something that can’t be done with ordinary martial arts, so it’s a great martial arts, but…

‘Isn’t it too dangerous?’

“I have a question.”

“Ask me anything.”

Old Man Kang was pleased to see Yeon Woo-hyuk already asking questions.

Indeed, like Podu, who is clever enough to circulate rumors that Jegal Segawa has a kite, he seems to have already understood it to some extent.

“This martial art is like, isn’t it a martial art in which you use all your strength to shoot Bido?”

“…you’re right!! Hee hee, I didn’t expect you to be this good…!”

Old Kang was taken aback and agreed.

I expected it as much as I made it my successor, but I didn’t expect it to be this fast.

“That… are there any other herbivores?”

Yeon Woo-hyeok wondered if the other herbivores in Escape from Marriage were listed in other secret classes.

No matter how much it was a mnemonic technique, there was no martial art composed of only one extreme herbivore.

Right now, even the memorization technique of Sacheon Tangmun, which Yeon Woo-hyeok had heard through rumors, was composed of several herbivores.

You can shoot different memorizations at different speeds, or overlap memorization after memorization, or if you block the first few memorizations, the next memorization has a special herb hidden in it…

“doesn’t exist.”

But old man Kang answered firmly.

“Isn’t it?”

“Memory skills become weaker with more herbivores, and worse with less herbivores.”

“But if you go around Moorim, you might come across a situation where you can’t finish it with just one herb food, right?”

“Then you have to create a situation so that you can end it with one herb.”

“……”

Yeon Woo-hyeok was confused as to whether the other person was a Murim servant who had gone through a lot of prenatal battles, or a Moorim man who was overly single and had fallen back home.

Of course, there was a point in saying that we should create a situation with determination so that we can end it with one herbivorous meal.

However, according to that logic, all martial arts in Moorim would consist of only one herb.

Even the fortune teller’s four-day sword method, which is famous for its extreme stabbing, is composed of several herbivores.

‘I wanted a stable martial arts…’

What Yeon Woo-hyeok expected was a stable secret secret technique that could be used in various situations, even if it was the same secret technique.

But isn’t this just a terrible herbivore used by Sapa Madou, who always fights for his life?

‘…It’s new to me now, but aren’t the martial arts I’ve learned a bit too sappy?’

From expedients to poisonous weapons to secret techniques to martial arts. No matter how much I thought about it, I felt more like a Sapa rolling down the street than a Moorim person who had learned martial arts.

“I don’t think you understand yet, let me explain a bit more.”

“ah. You seem to have understood. I’ll tell you, so please tell me if I’m wrong.”

At Yeon Woo-hyuk’s words, Old Man Kang made a surprised expression.

Others would have thought it was arrogant and arrogant, but Fodu was far from that.

If so, how much did you really understand during that short period of time?

Well, looking at what I said earlier, I understand this martial art to some extent…

“!!!!”

As Yeon Woo-hyeok began to explain, Old Man Kang’s expression, which had been in a hurry, was tinged with astonishment.

* * *

“I’m glad you found the right Huin.”

Old Man Kang said while wiping his reddened eyes.

It was an unexpected achievement.

I was just thinking of finding a successor and handing down my family’s martial arts and lifelong knowledge, but seeing such talent, I was convinced that I had chosen the right person.

“I will never forget the kindness Noya gave me. I will definitely rule the world by training martial arts.”

“…Aren’t you working as a podo?”

‘Oops.’

Yeon Woo-hyuk realized that he had spoken too roughly without thinking, and changed his words.

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“I will definitely make a reputation by training martial arts.”

“yes. hahahaha. That’s enough. Actually, I want to give you some of the memorizations I made in Cheolgalbang, but I left them all behind…”

“…Actually, I brought those memorized notes with me.”

It was a bit embarrassing, but Yeon Woo-hyuk couldn’t help but say it because it was a good opportunity.

When the cheerleaders were looking for money-worthy items, of course, the metals inside were also dragged out.

Old Man Kang, whether he knew what was going on or not, just smiled and clapped his hands saying it was good.

“There was a faucet I wanted to give you, and it went well.”

One of Moorim’s most powerful (and expensive) memorizations was Sujeon, who stuffed spring-like organs into a small barrel and sent forth memorizations with that power.

Yeon Woo-hyuk was well aware of its power because he had personally seen what Dang-ryeong wrote. If prepared well, it was a memorization that could easily kill the opponent without consuming much stamina.

“The faucet becomes more difficult to make as the number of arrows in it increases.”

Unlike single-tong sujeon (單筒袖箭), which shoots one shot, a lot of work is required to make even a double-tong sujeon (雙筒袖箭) or three-jae sujeon (三才袖箭).

And what Old Man Kang made in the iron room was Gugungsujeon (九宮袖箭).

“This guy is a very good thing. If you turn this…”

There was a clatter and the sound of being thrown out of the barrel. Yeon Woo-hyeok looked inside with his spiritual eye and was moved by the structure. I could see how much effort Kang had put into it.

You could get a price in gold just by bringing it and selling it, but to just give it away like this.

“You know?”

“What a great memorization!”

“hahahaha. I’m ashamed. I will be happy if this guy saves Podu-nim’s life.”

“Can I take this…”

“It’s been a while since I came out, but I was also a soldier of the Tang Dynasty. The warriors of our gate do not forget grace.”

‘is it?’

When Yeon Woo-hyeok saw Old Man Kang, he had a slight suspicion that he was really a soldier of the party.

Isn’t the person too polite and normal for being a military officer of the Tang Dynasty?

Maybe it’s because they’re not related to our family…

bang!

“Is Old Man River here?”

‘Who dares?’

Yeon Woo-hyuk turned around in a fit of heat. If there were sapas who persecuted such an old man, he would not save them by mobilizing their martial arts (the warriors of the Tang Dynasty).

But what came in was, to my surprise, the cheers. The exorcists opened the door roughly and came in and were embarrassed to see Yeon Woo-hyuk.

“Oh, no… did you get the order first?”

“what are you talking about? What did you come for?”

“The judge was very angry with Old Man Kang.”

“!”

From the point of view of Foduna and Pokkye, Hankyung’s judges were feared.

Although he had a higher prestige than other officials as he was in charge of judicial affairs in Hankyung, more direct than that was that they had the right to select Podu and Poque.

The judges were jeonggwan (正官) who received official concubines (職牒), and compared to the flies, the life of the flies, compared to the sky and the earth.

When Nari, the judge, got angry at him for solving a problem in the city center, the Podus had to wrap their heads and worry about that day.

To think that such a judge would order the old man to be captured.

“why?”

“They haven’t given the promised goods for over half a year…”

“No, you were kidnapped!”

“Your judge does not know that! You have to take it once. Otherwise, our lives are in danger.”

The four players looked at Yeon Woo-hyuk and said.

He was being so polite because of rumors that he had recently cut down Sa Podu and taken his place, otherwise he wouldn’t have bowed down to a young guy like that.

Old Kang was reading as if he was fine.

“it’s okay. It was my fault, so if you go and explain it, you will understand.”

“…I’ll go with you, just in case.”

Yeon Woo-hyuk voluntarily stepped forward.

Originally, there was nothing good about being together, but old man Kang gave me too much.

Besides, isn’t he a person who has a deep relationship with Sichuan Tang Gate? If Old Man Kang went and was hit with a bludgeon, not only the judge but also Yeon Woo-hyeok could get bloody winds.

Old Man Kang laughed and said.

“hahahaha. Podu-nim is too proud to play the role of Podu.”

“yes??”

* * *

Judge Meng, with a disgruntled face, sat in the middle of the courthouse and waited for the exorcists who had gone to capture Old Man Kang.

To think that he took the money, disappeared without giving anything, and then came back later to show off his arrogance.

“I got it. old man!”